So, after spending a month riding my motorcycle around, I’ve come to the conclusion that a great part of the enjoyment of riding comes from the fact that you can actually smell things on your journeys, rather than just the stale air of a car.

There’s not a lot to smell, in general, but those serendipitious moments when you catch a whiff of something and it brings forth pleasurable thoughts…… Lets just say it’s a welcome break from the daily grind. Of course, you also get diesel and manure in all their glory, but I’m convincied it’s part of the reason people ride, most of them blissfully unaware that their mind is selfishishly using them.